So, I hope everyone’s Sunday is blessed like only our father can bless it. I don’t have a writing as usual but more a thought to share. Yesterday afternoon I was at the gas station waiting for Bobby Watson to pick me up for work and enjoying the awesome weather. As I stood they’re observing the people hustling around me a thought came to me. About a year ago I was at another gas station doing the same thing, but it was totally different then yesterday. First of all I wasn’t in Cuba Missouri but in St Louis. I was more than likely high or dope sick and more than likely either waiting on my drug dealer or getting gas to meet my drug dealer. I remember I used to observe other people and wonder how they lived a normal life, normal meaning not having a drug addiction and being able to function. I used to envy those people and be jealous that I didn’t have what they had. A worry free day. That is not to have to worry about getting dope sick, or having to worry about where my next fix was coming. Or having to go steal and worry about when I was going to go to jail. Everyday when me and my brother left to put our hustle on, we always wondered if we would make it back home that night or be sitting in a jail cell. The ? Wasn’t if but when. Today I thought about all this. But today I wasn’t on my way to hustle or get high, I was on my way to work. I was waiting for my brother in Christ to show up with a smile, instead of my drug dealer. And instead of wondering what it was like to be drug Free I was wondering why God loved me so much he gave his own begotten son to pay for all those sins that I was committing a year ago. I was wondering why I was alive and not dead. I was wondering about the girl that was tweaking so hard in her car that she couldn’t get out with her friend and go in the station. I was wondering if she was wondering what I was wondering a year ago. So I did the only thing I knew how to do. I bowed my head and prayed. I prayed and thanked God that I was going to work and feeling normal. And I was actually going to be able to work 12 hours and that I had a normal life and a normal job. Thank you God for loving me and blessing me with not having to wonder about being normal. And thank you lord for blessing me with normal. NORMAL IS AWESOME LORD. Amen.